There are still dense thickets of trees and shrubbery out there to navigate.

They’ll still need their rucksacks, waterproofs and some sensible footwear.

The last place you want to visit right now is a Forest. Particularly one set alight by a demanding Scotsman with a knack for sparking as many flames in his players as his board of directors.

But the horizon looks clearer for Wolves. Isn’t it always the way that one win can turn perspectives around?

Just when the echoes of Tommy Docherty’s 1985 flounderers were becoming ever louder. Just when despair had replaced all hope. Just when a second straight fall from the top flight to the third, as happended 28 years ago, looks likely, up pops Dave Edwards and Sylvan Ebanks-Blake to get some of Dean Saunders’ biggest detractors even talking of a mid-table finish to the season.

Not that there should ever have been too many comparisons drawn with 1985. One is a club swimming in parachute payments, the other was on the brink of bankruptcy.

One playing within a golden palace of a stadium, the other in front of crumbling terraces and closed stands.

And the players... Ebanks-Blake’s 12 goals this season – the latest a highly commendable overhead scissor-kick at The Den – is already double that scored by top goalscorer Alan Ainscow and Tony Evans in that horrendous season.

Docherty’s strugglers went 19 games without a win from Fulham in November to Carlisle in April.

The irony of Paul Hardcastle being top of the charts with his Vietnam ditty ‘19’ would not have registered even the slightest of smirks on the faces of even the friendliest of Wolverhampton supporters back then.

Smiling is something fans of this ailing club have largely forgotten how to do after an utterly miserable campaign.

Steve Morgan’s blast from the heart may have staved off a protest for now.

But how much love will the chairman garner if Billy Davies and Sean O’Driscoll manage to plonk them right back in the middle of one of the most competitive Championships of recent times?

Woods? Forest? This is an Amazon jungle of a survival fight where snakes are eating rodents, monkeys feast on bananas and lost Wolves wonder how on earth they ended up in this continent in the first place. Not that Dean Saunders ever felt lonely, not even in the midst of that miserable ten-game search for a first victory. The Welshman – castigated for continually seeing positives when few were there to be spotted – never shirked away from his beliefs that things would change if the team worked hard and didn’t lose their belief.

“I’m confident in what I am telling them, I know how to get teams to win because I have done it before and I know how to tighten teams up,” he said.

“You have to believe that what you are telling them is right and they have stuck at it. We are out of the bottom three now. A couple of wins we will be jumping above a few teams.